moosh in indy.



more meat please.

A local.

Maybe this is why Indy is the 7th fattest city in America?
Don’t even think for a second I wasn’t tempted.


Comments off.

Now, I must ask, what was the biggest temptation? The fried Oreo’s or the fried Twinkies. For those of you who know me and don’t know of my extreme cravings for Oreo cookies after the birth of Emmaree, let’s just say the fat @$$ nurse who brought me Oreo cookies everynight at the hospital, and me telling her I hated them oh so much…well, I was so hungry I actually ate some, and LIKED IT! A LOT, since that day I have probably had 25+ packages of Oreo cookies all to myself in the past 7 months. So, what I am saying is, if I were there we would have tried one of those deep fried Oreos. Save me a place in line.

My hubby would have spent a lot more money than that on ribs! Or he would have tried to at least! Then again, he’d probably argue that Texas has the best ribs in the world, since that’s where he went on his mission and got spoiled!

this is what makes me miss the midwest. ha!





i like to take pictures.

littlle feet.

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